I was just looking at the doctor, not believing a hundred percent how did I get myself into that office. He was checking the X-ray. Me? Super scared. Always thought I was this super human being, non stoppable 23 year-old-girl.

I have practiced sports most of my life. Rarely got sick. So while looking at doctor’s face, nothing made pretty much sense after hearing his opinion. Tuberculosis. Yes, tuberculosis. I kept reapeting its name for myself. Maybe in one of those repetitions the bell would ring. But it didn’t. I was scared of it. Specially because for me, Tuberculosis was a poet disease dated from the past. Long past.

Well it is not, told me the doctor. And according to the serious person in front of me, left lung was already a 100% compromised. Six months to a year for healing. Ten pills a day and resting. That was the treatment. Ok the resting part was pretty good. I had been working super hard since beginning of the year, but pills sounded complicated. Side effects and also a non possibility of forgetting about any pill everyday. How was I supposed to be this super memory girl, when in the end I truly forgot about myslef in the last six months.

I was working like crazy , I was coughing like crazy and burning like crazy lately. Daily 40-degree- fever and it sounded like normal to me. What was I hiding from myself ?Weight dropped 10 kilos. Some people say until you don’t accept, you don’t face the real deal, even if the whole world sees in you, you are not able to take action. That’s true. In my case, external action came first. It opened my eyes, so ultimately I could finally start looking into my inner self.

Tuberculosis is a serious disease. But it’s treatable. It makes you feel weaker and weaker each day cause it affects hardly on your breathing. You know, that involuntary movement that your body does a billion of times to keep you alive ? Yeap! Some or most of the people don’t even pay attention to it. And I have came to know people that think breathing exercises are boring and don’t make sense at all. Maybe I was one of those people. Certainly I was, until the day it took me the triple time to go up through 10 steps and lots of hard work to keep breathing during the climb.

So first thing I did , once I was able to exercise again, I went for a physical practice that could teach me how to breathe. Cause it was clear for me, that eventough my body could manage by itself, as it had been doing since I was born, I could improve it. I could take better care of it. I could bring more consiousness to the process. I could take the lead, instead of just following it.

That was when Yoga started in my life. I went for the breathing learning and found life in its pure form. To tell you the truth, in the beginning I was more concerned in achivieng postures and controlling inhaling and exhaling. It kept like this for some time. Then a little sparkle, a divine one started blooming inside. I guess it always had been there, I was just not aware of it. That’s what Yoga brought into my life.A connection…. And sooo many other gifts that I will share here as time passes by …

In 2015 I’ve became a yoga teacher. Practicing everyday on the mat made me realise how much I wanted to share this little divine sparkle within with more and more people. That’s why I start teaching and created this blog for….